My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone.
And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.
Wolves came from woods and just stood on the porch right in front of me
I was on the porch with my daughter. my old dog appeared lying in the snow. we went out to greet her.
I ream that, i'm on a street walking where there are no cars passing but full of people and on the way going there was a drunkard, who was just cross me from one side to the other, saying he will not let me pass. So i tried the get back to use the other side of the road this drunkard still followed me so i started to run and he took a stone from the ground and raised it up and recite something on the stone and said the stone will hit my head. He threw the stone and i was trying to dodge it but it hits my head and i run into someones porch, there stand a girl and went and stood beside her asking her if i'm bleeding from the head, she said yes you are bleeding a little bit. All of a suddenly i see a lot of dead bodies, floating gently in the surface of a big gutter near the house.
My mother and I were looking at houses and we went to this one, we just walked in like without a real estate agent or anything and there were hundreds of flies flying around. Then we went to the back and saw this fat man in a kiddie pool with the tank from a toilet and some plumbing strapped to his back and he couldn't get up. Then we went back inside, and this house is filthy. We look at all the bedrooms, there are 13 nice sized bedrooms and they are all on the first floor. And they were all decorated very nicely, almost like the Queen would have. And then there is some fat lady sitting on the front porch now, I don't remember what she was saying, but I went into the kitchen and saw a jar of like Mountain Dew looking liquid and the jar was labeled pube juice. I have no idea why, but there were some other sketchy looking jars in there too. I went and showed my mother all the bedrooms, and then she's like maybe we could live here. Then we go back into the kitchen and it's no longer grimy and disgusting, but there is a little girl standing in there, so I guess she cleaned it. And then my mother and I just walked out of the house and left.
I had a dream that I was looking out onto my patio from my screen door and I saw a fox kill and eat a rabbit. After it was done eating the rabbit, it sat on my porch and was staring at me, it felt like it was mocking me or something... I'm a little freaked out.
It was fall and i woke up to a wild turkey on my front porch and he was parked there for weeks then he decided one day that he was going to come in the house when i was bringing in the groceries then he took over my green chair in the living room and wouldn't get off it then he was attacking my cat
Last night I dreamed that there was a blanket of red sand that was covering where we lived. It started a few miles away and was headed in our direction in a few days. I was at work and we had to get everything ready at the store and get people prepared via the news and word of mouth. Some guy was living in our basement and he had slept thru all the mass hysteria but woke up just as it hit our backyard. It covered the yard, the house (including the roof), the car, etc. It was just a BLANKET of extremely hot red sand. Since the power was out, Becky wanted to know if I could bbq on the porch and I told her we had to wait because there was danger with carbon monoxide poisoning if I put the grill on the porch...since the house was covered and there was no ventilation.
I ream that, i'm on a street walking where there are no cars passing but full of people and on the way going there was a drunkard, who was just cross me from one side to the other, saying he will not let me pass. So i tried the get back to use the other side of the road this drunkard still followed me so i started to run and he took a stone from the ground and raised it up and recite something on the stone and said the stone will hit my head. He threw the stone and i was trying to dodge it but it hits my head and i run into someones porch, there stand a girl and went and stood beside her asking her if i'm bleeding from the head, she said yes you are bleeding a little bit. All of a suddenly i saw a lot of dead bodies, floating gently in the surface of a big gutter near the house.
I was at the place I had just moved from but am still renting. It started raining on my mail, which had fallen from the mailbox to the ground. I soon found the body of myself, naked on the ground, in a fetal position, beside the mail and getting rained on. I picked "her" up and put her on the porch to slide her in the front door. I pushed her toward the door, but she slid back toward me and over the porch into a round hole about 18 feet deep that tapered inward as it went down. I felt compelled to cover in the hole, though she (I) was still alive lying down there in the fetal position. I didn't want to cover her up because that meant she would die, so I kept trying to figure out how to not do it. I woke up before I made a decision.
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